Alphas broken mate

Things change

Beast

To say that I was on the edge was putting it lightly.

After all the years in the arena and with the other pack, the only people I saw were my opponents, whom I only saw as enemies because it was always me or them, as the rest of the pack avoided me like the plague. So, being in the middle of everything was different in a very overwhelming way.

All the noise and people moving in an unpredictable way, was sending my wolf in panic alongside me. With Daniel beside us, she could only concentrate on keeping him safe no matter what. In my wolf's eyes, everyone was a threat to him that we had to neutralize, and I was seconds away from losing control.

As my breathing got uneven and the last threads of my control were slipping away, I felt a warm hand wrap around my middle.

I knew without looking that it was Daniel, mostly because if this was anyone else, they would probably be dead before I could even blink. The only person my wolf allows to touch us was Daniel.

The reassuring pressure of him pressing on my side kept me put. Maybe it was because he was physically holding me in place, but I could not concentrate on that at the moment, everything was moving too fast and, at the same time, for me to think or concentrate on anything else other than keeping in control.

At some point, he had to release me and take my hand instead. The moment my fingers were wrapped around his, I felt a light crack of me breaking his fingers, but he said nothing, did not even make a sound. I tried to release his hand, to stop myself from hurting him even more, but he did not release it. Instead, he brought it to his lips and laid a soft kiss to my fingers while holding eye contact. In a silent way, reassuring me that everything was okay. The gentleness in his eyes almost brought tears to my eyes, but I forced myself to keep a lid on my emotions.

When we walked through the crowd that had gone quiet and now everyone was staring at us while whispering, we were approached by a man a bit shorter than Daniel. My initial reaction and instinct was to kill him before he could get any closer, but a genteel squeeze of Daniels' fingers stopped me.

It took me a moment, but I managed to get my murderous intent under control and to look at the man that approached us again.

My wolf determined that he was the beta, but I could not remember his name. I knew that I had seen him before, that I had met him before leaving the pack, but I could not find his name in my brain. I guess a lot of memories of the pack had been blocked out, to make being away easier.

It surprised me that Danielle chose someone else to be his beta other than his father.

Now come to think of it, I am surprised that he has not shown up yet. He really missed the chance to scold me.

The beta was leading us deeper into the pack territory, and I was pretty sure that we were going to the pack house, but everything looked so different right now.

The houses, the people... On some level, it all felt the same, but at the same time, it was all so different.

It is hard to describe the things that I have been feeling right now. Other than the constant feeling of everything being out of place, the same yet so different...

My mind tried to process what changed and what stayed the same, and it was just as overwhelming as the crowd around us.

Before I even knew it, we reached the pack house.

Just like everything else, it looked the same, but different.

I guess Danielle did a lot of renovations to this place while I was gone. The walls were no longer covered in the old wooden planks, but in some material that looked fresh and new. There were a few new windows that opened the building up and gave it light.

"We renovated the pack house about a year ago... Just like we talked about it, I tried to give it more natural light to make it feel more alive and there is a lot more change inside."

He said with a big smile on his face, clearly excited to show me what he had done, but I was not sure if I could match his excitement.

Now that he mentioned it, I do remember us talking together about all the changes we were going to make once we took over.

To me, it was just a dream, not something I considered seriously, unlike Daniel who had so many ideas. I guess it was different for me, mostly probably because I never planned on taking over... not fully... unlike him...

As I looked around, I tried to do a mental checklist of what I remembered him talking about. By the looks of it, he remembered every detail and brought it to life.

A little feeling of curiosity peaked in my chest.

Seeing this made me question what else he had done while I was away.

Walking into the pack house I was met with the familiar noise of the crowd, and it tickled a part of my chest that I tried to kill, for a while, but it never died.

It was the part of me that cared about the pack... that cared about each one of them.

The moment we stepped into the main room, the chatter and other noise stopped completely just as it did out side. It had gotten so quiet that the only sound in the room was the uneven breathing that I realized was coming from me as my eyes darted around the room.

Everyone in the room's eyes were concentrated completely on me and I could feel the pressure of their eyes push out all the air out of my lungs.

A second later, the silence was filled with quiet whispers as they all started talking with each other. All I could catch were snippets of the conversations closest to me... but they were around the same subject of either who I was or for people who did not recognize me and for those who did recognize me, they were all talking about why I was here... why I was back.

The pressure of their gazes and all the talking... it was all just too much.

No air went into my lungs as I took a step back while gripping my chest desperately, as if it would stop the overwhelming emotions from exploding and tearing me into tiny pieces.

A part of my brain registered that Danielle was saying something, but I could not understand a word he was saying, so I took one tiny step after another. At some point, Daniele's hand slipped from mine, and I no longer had anything anchoring me to this place and the need to run got the better of me and I took off running.

No part of me was thinking about where I was going, just the fact that I had to run, that I had to leave this room before I exploded and took everyone around me with me.

I am pretty sure that Danielle was shouting after me, but I was too far gone already, so I took off running.

One step at a time, first backwards up until I reached the door and then at full speed.

My heart did not stop beating too fast and my brain did not stop spinning out of control, so I just took off running in an unknown direction. Hell I did not think about anything else other than the need to run, to move because I was sure it would help me... that it was the only way for me, get away.

I ran and ran up until I had no more energy to run.

At some point, my wolf must have chosen the direction because I ended up right in front of the little park Danielle and I used to spend our free time in... or where Danielle would drag me away to when he deemed that I had done too much work for the day and I needed a break.

This was our special place...

It was the place where we kissed for the first time...

Where he proposed to me...

It was a safe place and that is probably why I ended up here.

I slowed down and started walking at a much slower pace. It felt like everything started to move at a slowed pace altogether. With every step, my mind started to go slower and slower to the point where it was at almost a normal rate.

My mind slowed down as well as I felt the overwhelming familiarity fill my chest, but before I could step into the little park I felt a hand on my shoulder pulling me to a halt...

It was an unfamiliar hand...